I'm in a crossover anime world, and I've been transported to Hogwarts twice.

This word, filled with extreme humiliation and belittling, was like a red-hot branding iron, burning deeply into the hearts of every committee member!

They were once high above, controlling the fate of countless people, regarding ordinary people as worthless and magicians as mere pawns!

They are used to giving orders, used to being respected, and used to considering themselves guardians!

But now, under the crushing force of absolute power, they have been stripped of even their qualifications as human beings!

The way out offered by the other party was to make them abandon all dignity and become a dog that wags its tail and begs for mercy?

An overwhelming sense of humiliation overwhelmed everyone like a tsunami!

Saya Miyako made a strange hoarse sound in his throat, then suddenly grabbed a broken teacup and smashed it on the ground!

"Clap!"

Fragments flew everywhere!

But this powerless outburst only makes the tragedy more apparent!

Liancheng Dongyan slowly turned around.

His face was ashen, and his eyes behind his glasses were filled with struggle, resentment, and pain, but in the end all his emotions were swallowed up by a deep-seated fear and despair.

He looked into Erica's emotionless golden eyes, then at the devastated and desperate faces of his colleagues around him.

He knew there was no third way.

Revolt?

In front of the Demon King who had just witnessed the fall of the two gods?

dignity?

Faced with the threat of sinking the island and extermination of their race?

So-called pride is incredibly fragile in the face of the instinct for survival!

With great difficulty and immense humiliation, he slowly bent down his back, a back he had never bowed to before anyone.

His head hung low, almost touching the cold ground.

His voice was hoarse and broken, filled with endless humiliation, yet it rang out with unparalleled clarity, like the final death knell: "We choose the first path."

"The official history compilation committee is willing to become a loyal hound under the command of His Highness Prince Yu Shengxianyi."

"Please convey our submission, Sir Knight."

With Liancheng Dongyan bowing his head, it was as if the first domino had been toppled.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Qingqiu Courtyard (II) Ying San Lin Ba Er Hui Na Wu Li 5.4 Di slid off the chair, collapsed to his knees, and burst into tears.

Kyuhozuka Chihiko stopped muttering, clutched his head, and knelt down in a crouching position.

Amakasu Touma and Sayamiya Kaoru, this pair of elites representing the new generation, were also kneeling on the ground, their faces streaked with tears and humiliation.

The highest authority of the magic faction in the entire Sakura Kingdom, at this moment, was like a tamed herd of beasts, prostrating themselves at the feet of the Demon King's messenger, offering their last and only remaining loyalty—as lackeys.

Erica looked at the kneeling crowd before her, her golden eyes showing no pity, only a cold satisfaction of having completed her mission. She nodded slightly, like a queen inspecting her servants: "Very good. Remember your choice today, and remember the weight of the word 'lackey'."

"If you dare to have the slightest disloyalty."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the chilling killing intent she exuded made all the kneeling people tremble violently!

"Our king will arrive shortly to personally receive his new property."

After saying that, Erica stopped looking at the group of loyal dogs who had lost all their dignity, turned around, and her crimson skirt drew a cold arc as she disappeared out the door.

All that remained in the command center was a deathly silence, with kneeling figures and an overwhelming sense of despair and humiliation permeating the air.

274. Recruiting Talented Individuals: Yuri Mariya and Ena Seishuin

Genichi Hanyu casually leaned against a large, relatively flat bluestone, closing his eyes to rest. The multiple divine powers emanating from his body had been contained, yet they still carried a suffocating sense of oppression. The lingering fluctuations of divine power in the air seemed to still be telling the story of the battle that had decided the fate of the Sakura Kingdom not long ago.

A crimson streak of light ripped across the sky and landed precisely in front of Genichi Hanyu.

Erica Blantri appeared, her face radiating confidence after completing her mission and a hint of barely perceptible self-aggrandizement. The moment her golden eyes saw Genichi Hanyu, they were drawn to her like a magnet, filled with intense light.

Without the slightest hesitation or the necessary distance between her and her subordinates, she walked straight up to Genichi Hanyu.

Under the gaze of Genichi Hanyu's slightly open, deep eyes, Erica, with an air of natural charm and intimacy, turned sideways and gracefully sat down in Genichi Hanyu's lap, on his strong thighs.

With the warm, soft body in his arms, Genichi Hanyu did not refuse, but a hint of understanding and a touch of amusement flashed in his eyes.

Erica wrapped her arms around Genichi Hanyu's neck like serpents, with a few strands of her long golden hair falling over his shoulders.

She tilted her exquisitely beautiful face up, her red lips slightly pouting, with a hint of coquettish allure, and took the initiative to kiss him deeply.

This kiss was passionate and lingering, carrying Eric Carter's unique fiery passion and desire for conquest, like a burning rose.

She seemed to want to convey all her loyalty, adoration, and the triumph of completing her mission to her king through this kiss.

Genichi Hanyu's hand naturally embraced her slender yet powerful waist, responding to her passion, but his deep eyes remained calm and undisturbed, as if he were enjoying a delicate toy.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Erica was slightly out of breath, her cheeks flushed with a beautiful blush, and her golden eyes were moist and dreamy, as if filled with starlight.

She pressed her forehead against Genichi Hanyu's, their breaths mingling, her voice carrying a hint of languor and absolute satisfaction: "I have not failed you, my king."

She slightly stepped back, looking into Genichi Hanyu's seemingly all-seeing black eyes, a cold and smug smile curving her lips: "Those elites of the official history compilation committee have now deeply realized their mistakes and insignificance."

"They wept bitterly and expressed their gratitude, saying that they were willing to give up all their vain dignity and pride to become your most loyal and humble lackeys. From this day forward, their bones, their flesh, and their souls will exist only for the will of Your Majesty."

She deliberately emphasized the words "lackeys under her," her tone filled with contempt and mockery towards those who had once been arrogant.

She was well aware of Genichi Hanyu's attitude; she had no liking for those who dared to make underhanded moves and had no backbone.

Making them his lackeys is already the greatest favor the king can bestow.

Upon hearing Erica's report, Genichi Hanyu showed no surprise, only a faint, indifferent smile.

He raised his hand, his long, slender fingers, slightly cool, gently stroking Erica's smooth, delicate cheek, still warm from his kiss. The touch of his fingertips was like fine jade, carrying a sense of control.

"Well done, Erica."

His voice was deep, carrying a hint of approval, but more of a sense of entitlement.

His fingers slowly traced the contours of Erica's face, but his gaze seemed to penetrate her figure, landing on the war-torn land in the distance.

"but."

Genichi Hanyu changed the subject, his tone returning to its usual calm and detached manner.

"Whether those people on the official history compilation committee submit or not is actually not important to me."

Erica paused for a moment, a hint of doubt flashing in her golden eyes.

unimportant?

Why would the king send her to exert pressure?

Genichi Hanyu seemed to see through her question, gently stroking her soft earlobe with his fingertips, and continued, "A bunch of cowardly good-for-nothings who have been scared out of their wits and whose spines have gone limp, what value do they have besides wagging their tails and begging for mercy and doing some dirty and tiring work? Their submission is nothing more than icing on the cake, or even less than a flower, at most just cleaning up some unsightly garbage."

His words were cold and direct, belittling those once high-ranking committee members to nothing.

"What is truly valuable is the talent that this land itself possesses."

"Talent?"

Erica tilted her head slightly, somewhat puzzled.

"good."

Genichiro Hanyu nodded, and the names of certain people came to mind.

"Seishuin Ena, that wild priestess who can resonate with the divine sword Ama no Murakumo."

"Yuri Mariya is a priestess with the highest level of spiritual vision, a pure mind, and unparalleled talent in spiritual vision and purification."

“Wanli Valley Hikari, a shrine maiden with the power of exorcism, is also one of the talents I need.”

"Sayamiya Kaoru also seems to be a good prospect. As the next head of the Sayamiya family, her spiritual vision talent and leadership are both quite good."

Genichi Hanyu spoke as if he were taking stock of treasures worth collecting, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable possessiveness.

"These are the kinds of talents that are worth taking under control. Their potential, their abilities, and their unique connection with the pantheon of this land all have considerable value. Whether as excellent tools, potential future combat reinforcements, or even key moments in certain special rituals, they are far more useful than those lackeys who only know how to kowtow."

Erica could clearly sense the interest that Genichi Hanyu was showing in these people, an interest that was different from his interest in the committee.

It's the hunter's interest in rare prey, the collector's interest in precious collectibles.

"so."

Genichi Hanyu's fingers slid from Erica's earlobe down to her beautiful jawline, gently lifting her face and forcing her to look directly into his unfathomable black eyes.

"I want them."

“Kiyoshuin Ena, Mariya Yuri and others must be used by me.”

His voice was soft, yet it contained an irresistible will.

"Let those newly recruited lackeys handle it, and tell them that this is the first test of their loyalty."

Erica looked into Genichi Hanyu's eyes, and in that deep darkness, she saw no warmth, only absolute control and cold manipulation.

She understood that in the king's eyes, neither Ena Kiyoshuu nor Yuri Mariya were essentially any different from a handy weapon or a valuable chess piece.

"Yes, my king."

Erica agreed without hesitation.

She even felt a little excited about being able to recruit these talents for the king.

This proves her value and that she is the king's most capable assistant.

"of course."

Genichi Hanyu changed his tone again, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp as knives, carrying a hint of cold cruelty.

"If they are not appreciative and are determined to resist my will."

He paused for a moment, a cold smile curving his lips.

"Therefore, resources that cannot be used by me lose their meaning and must be abandoned."

He spoke the word "give up" lightly, but the chilling killing intent contained within it sent a shiver down Erica's spine.

That's not just a simple abandonment, but a complete elimination at the physical level!

Uncontrollable potential stocks?

Then they'll become worthless corpses!

Erica felt a chill run down her spine, gaining a clearer understanding of the king's ruthlessness and efficiency.

She nodded slightly, a cold resolve flashing in her golden eyes: "I understand, my king. I will have my loyal hounds accurately convey your will to each candidate."

A similar, controlling smile, like that of Genichi Hanyu, curved the corners of her lips.

"I believe they will make a wise choice."

Yuzuru Genichi withdrew his hand with satisfaction and closed his eyes again, as if they had just been discussing how to trim a few flowers and plants in the garden.

Erica remained nestled in his arms, feeling his steady heartbeat and the powerful aura of his all-encompassing control. She pondered how to perfectly execute the king's next order and bring all the valuable talents under his control.

The cherry blossom game, under the Demon King's will, is gradually moving towards complete submission.

Whether it's the committee acting as henchmen or the talents about to be recruited, they are all merely pawns in this grand game, waiting to be manipulated.

275th Recruitment: Ena Kiyoshu and Yuri Mariya

As Erica Blantrina's cold figure left the headquarters of the Historic Compilation Committee, the heavy summons, like a death sentence, instantly bound the necks of the two key figures like invisible shackles.

Deep in the mountains and forests, in the secluded valleys.

Far from the hustle and bustle of the city, in a valley shrouded in lush ancient trees and misty spiritual energy.

The clear stream flows gently, and the birds sing sweetly, as if it were a paradise on earth.

Ena Seikiin, the most outstanding member of the younger generation of the Seikiin family, was sitting barefoot on a smooth blue stone by the stream.

She was dressed in a simple, modified version of a shrine maiden's outfit, her long, dark purple hair casually draped over her shoulders, a few strands brushing against her smooth cheeks in the breeze.

Her face wore an innocent, pure smile, like that of a mountain spirit, as she gently played with the cool stream water with her slender fingers. Water droplets danced on her fingertips, reflecting the sunlight and refracting a rainbow of colors.